Chapter 33 Artemisia Serrata Saves People
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"After the cold comes the fever. The more pronounced the chill, the higher the fever. Some are restless and groaning; some are delirious, holding their breath, or even twitching or unconscious; some have severe headaches. Persistent vomiting. The patient's face is red and short of breath; the conjunctiva is congested; the skin is burning and dry; the pulse is strong and rapid; the urine is short and dark. They often complain of palpitations, thirst, and desire for cold drinks."
"After the high fever, the face and palms sweat slightly, and then all over the body, sweating profusely, clothes soaked, the body temperature drops in about an hour, the patient feels comfortable, but very sleepy, and often falls asleep peacefully. When waking up, the spirit is light and the desire to eat. These symptoms are typical malaria!" In the center of the village, Zhuge Xuan looked at Qin Hao and said lightly.
"Next time, don't do it without telling me."
"Yes!"
Although the two of them are calm at this time, you should know that when Qin Hao just came in, he was furious and wanted to draw his sword to kill the guy in front of him.
Fortunately, Zhuge Xuan explained in time, and Qin Hao let go of his killing intention.
Qin Hao and the cavalry soldiers were specially transformed by the system. Otherwise, if Qin Hao came directly through with his physical body, with the bacteria of the 21st century on his body, he would be a "poisonous person" in this world. If nothing unexpected happened, the people in the 17th century would probably be killed or injured by more than 95%, and only then would some individuals develop immunity and survive, a whole "Pure Land Plan".
Fortunately, with the transformation of the system, the people in the 17th century were able to avoid this disaster, so the physical body crossing is very unfriendly to the indigenous people.
At the same time, Qin Hao and his men will not get any diseases, and these malaria viruses can't do anything to them. This is why Zhuge Xuan dared to come in to check.
"Why didn't you tell me earlier!"
"You didn't ask!"
"It means I won't even catch a cold in my lifetime."
"Yeah, yeah, that's about it." Zhuge Xuan swung the green headband on his head with a smile on his face.
"Where are the patients?" Qin Hao asked. Even if they won't get sick, you know, Li Yi and others are still at the head of the village. If they are infected, it will be terrible.
"There are not many people, only 5. I have ordered Shuntian's death soldiers to place them at the end of the village."
Qin Hao followed the direction of Zhuge Xuan's finger and saw the three bamboo houses at the end of the village. There were soldiers guarding the door.
"How did they get infected?" Qin Hao asked.
"Malaria is mainly prevalent in tropical and subtropical areas. Lingnan, Guangdong and Guangxi, Annan, Siam, and Taiwan Island have always been areas prone to warm malaria, especially in summer and autumn. Mosquito bites and drinking raw water can cause infection.
And these refugees have just arrived on the island not long ago, and they are not used to the local climate, which greatly increases the chance of illness."
"How far has it come?" Zhuge Xuan just mentioned so many symptoms, and Qin Hao didn't know the actual situation of the illness.
"It's not bad. He is currently running a high fever, but his life is not endangered."
It was also thanks to Zhuge Xuan who came to Zhulin Village today to solve the problem. He happened to hear someone report that someone had malaria, so he hurried to take a look.
It is indeed malaria. This disease is not uncommon in Taiwan Island, and it is basically not mistaken.
"Is there any way to treat it?"
"Don't you know this method, Your Highness!" Zhuge Xuan nodded mysteriously.
At this time, Qin Hao's mind was settled. He finally understood what Zhuge Xuan meant. He patted his thigh and said, "Artemisinin!"
Isn't this the most valuable Nobel Prize in my country's later generations? The magic medicine that cured countless malaria-like diseases.
"Why don't you find someone to find Artemisia annua!" Qin Hao urged. He had read a report. What if there was no such high-concentration modern medicine?
The old man gave the answer that drinking Artemisia annua water can cure it, and he said it casually that this was all the wisdom of the ancients. Later, someone said that he was repeating others' words. Qin Hao couldn't stand it, and directly threw the "Compendium of Materia Medica" over, sneering, "I'll give you a copy, you can also try to make one", which instantly made the man speechless.
Indeed, the Compendium of Materia Medica explained: Artemisia annua, specializes in relieving bone steaming and fatigue, especially can relieve summer heat, relieve heat without consuming qi and blood, use it as a medicine to assist qi and blood, and achieve great success. It can be a monarch or a minister, and it can also be an assistant or a messenger. It is suitable for everything.
And I don't know if this medical book mentioned:
Treat malaria cold and fever: a handful of Artemisia annua, soak it in two liters of water, squeeze out the juice, and drink it all. ("Buque Elbow Recipe")
Treat chronic malaria due to fatigue: mash Artemisia annua juice, boil it, and make wine as usual. ("Qianjin Recipe" Artemisia annua wine)
These are prescriptions that have been verified by countless people in the past dynasties, but now Chinese medicine has almost become a vassal of Western medicine and various auxiliary medical equipment, and has almost completely lost the basic skills of observation, smell, questioning and palpation.
Few people can seriously study the things left by their ancestors, which will leave people with countless topics and handles. There are even some useless guys who play with mysticism and sell mung beans under the guise of Chinese medicine.
To use the famous online saying: there are no useless martial spirits, only useless spirit masters.
"After I found it, I asked someone to get it. I've already had the patients take it. The effect is good. They all fell asleep peacefully after drinking it, and the fever has basically subsided."
It has to be said that Artemisia annua is definitely a powerful weapon for treating malaria. It is not only easy to eat, you can just squeeze out the juice and mix it with water to feed it, but it is also cheap. It can be found everywhere, on the sandy beach and by the woods on the back mountain, and you don't have to spend any effort to find it.
Of course, Qin Hao is not the only one who can treat malaria. There is also a medicine called cinchona. However, although this medicine is much better than Artemisia annua in terms of efficacy, it is far behind in terms of popularity.
Cinchona is taken from the cinchona tree, which grows for about 10 years. The medicine is not the tree itself, but the bark. The bark is taken off during the rainy season from November to December every year and dried in the next year. After these treatments, it can achieve the maximum efficacy.
In the early Qing Dynasty, Kang Mazi had malaria and Chinese medicine could not cure it. It was several missionaries who brought cinchona into the palace and cured him. Later, in order to express grace, they allowed the introduction of this medicine.
But this medicine is expensive. Only dignitaries can enjoy it. Ordinary people can't afford it. They all rely on their willpower to bear it. If they can't survive, they will be buried.
"That's it." Knowing that the patient has taken the medicine, Qin Hao also relaxed a little and was no longer worried as before.
However, he still reminded Zhuge Xuan: "Let the villagers stay here first, don't run around, and let them go after they are cured. Also, let them collect more Artemisia annua and boil it into soup, and let everyone under his rule drink it."
"Any other suggestions?" Qin Hao looked at Zhuge Xuan, this think tank, and that was all he could think of.
"Drink hot water, repair toilets, and take frequent baths."
"Such a good method! Why didn't I think of it?" Qin Hao was very regretful. As a person in the later generations, he didn't think of it. Is this the dark under the lamp?
Good suggestions should be implemented immediately!
So he said to the guards: "Write these words in lime on the house at the head of the village."
At the same time, he ordered Zhuge Xuan: "From now on, this matter will be handed over to you. Supervise it well for me. If anyone dares to violate it, just punish them with labor, don't worry."
This is a century-long plan that benefits the people. It cannot be completely changed in one generation, but it must start from now, and Qin Hao will not allow anyone to violate it.
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